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Canceled Contract

Author: Jenne Lopes
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-12 19:00:26

I slammed my alarm clock for the third time, burying my face deeper into my pillow. Fuck Monday. Fuck work. Fuck Alex Thorne and his lost-boy-from-the-woods bullshit.

I'd spent the weekend alternating between rage-cleaning my apartment and staring at my phone, hovering between blocking Alex's number and calling to demand more explanations. I did neither. Instead, I sketched until my hand cramped, drank enough wine to blur the edges, and ignored the outside world entirely.

Now reality crashed back in the form of a job I couldn't afford to lose, regardless of how fucked up things had gotten with my boss.

"You're going in late," I told my reflection as I dragged a brush through tangled hair. "Avoid him completely. Just do your job."

I dressed with deliberate care—black pencil skirt, crisp white blouse, heels high enough to be professional but comfortable enough to run in if needed. Armor against whatever today might throw at me.

The design floor was unusually quiet when I finally arrived
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  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   She’s Back

    TroyWe spent the rest of the afternoon going over final details. The authorities would be positioned outside the building before the meeting started. Vincent would text them when Daniel arrived. Everything was planned down to the minute.By five o'clock, we were done. All the evidence was copied and delivered. All the arrangements were made. Tomorrow, Daniel Russo would finally face consequences for what he'd done."I need a drink," I said, standing up and stretching. My back was killing me from sitting in Vincent's uncomfortable chairs all day."I need several drinks," Olivia agreed.Vincent was putting files away in his desk with the same methodical precision he'd shown all day. "You should both go home and rest. Tomorrow will be... eventful.""Come with us," I said.Vincent paused. "I beg your pardon?""For drinks. You've been working on this all day too.""That's very kind, but I should finalize—""The reports can wait," Olivia said. "When's the last time you did something that w

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   Planning the Ambush

    TroyVincent's office looked exactly like I'd expected. Everything perfectly organized, expensive furniture, and not a single paper out of place. The man himself was sitting behind his desk wearing a suit, looking at the evidence we'd brought back from Chicago like he was reviewing quarterly reports instead of material that could destroy Daniel Russo."The recordings are particularly damning," he said, setting down one of the transcripts Olivia had prepared. "Mr. Russo was remarkably candid with Mr. Harrison about his intentions.""Remarkably stupid, you mean," I said.Vincent's mouth twitched slightly. "Indeed."Olivia was sitting across from me, her own copy of the evidence spread out in front of her. She'd been taking notes for the past hour, building what she called "the prosecution's wet dream." Her words, not mine."The financial records are solid too," she said. "Bank transfers, payment schedules, even expense reports where Daniel charged Maya's stalking to the company credit c

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   Going Home

    SarahAlex hurried over to the bed when Maya spoke, his footsteps quick across the hotel room floor. I looked at him, and we shared a glance that said everything—this was bad, worse than either of us had expected.Maya wasn't looking at me anymore. Her eyes had gone distant again, staring at some point on the wall.I held her hand in mine. "That's not true, sweetheart. Troy said what he said, but it's not true."Maya looked at me and shook her head slowly. "You're just trying to make me feel better. It's fine. You don't need to do that."She tried to sit up, and I helped her, my hand on her back as she struggled to get upright. Her movements were shaky, uncertain.Maya swallowed hard and sniffled. Her face was flushed, blotchy from crying. She looked at Alex, then back at me.Then she smiled. A weak, broken smile that made my chest ache."Thanks, guys," she said.The words came from nowhere, even though they made sense. I nodded, not sure what else to do.Maya went quiet again, just s

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   The Girl in the Mountains

    SarahI was still in my pajamas when I got to the hotel. Pink cotton shorts and an oversized t-shirt that said "Art is Not Dead" across the front. Not exactly the outfit I'd choose for a midnight crisis intervention, but Alex had sounded so broken on the phone that I'd just grabbed my keys and left.The elevator ride up felt endless. Lorenzo had wanted to come with me, but I'd told him to stay put. Whatever was happening with Maya, she didn't need a stranger witnessing it.I knocked on the door, and Alex opened it immediately. He looked terrible—hair messy, eyes red, still wearing the same clothes from when he'd shown up at my apartment hours ago."Couldn't you have changed into something?" he asked, looking at my pajamas."Did you hear yourself on the phone?" I pushed past him into the room. "Where is she?"The hotel room was nice—expensive, obviously—but Maya wasn't in the living area. Alex gestured toward the bedroom."I brought her inside about an hour ago," he said.I found Maya

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   Calling for Help

    AlexMaya's body was shaking against mine, her breathing coming in short, sharp gasps that didn't sound like they were getting any air into her lungs. We were still sitting on the cold balcony tiles, her curled against my chest, and I could feel how badly she was trembling."Hey, hey," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Maya, look at me."She lifted her head, and her face was streaked with tears. Her eyes looked wild, unfocused, like she couldn't quite see me even though I was right there."I can't—" she started, then gasped. "I can't breathe.""Yes, you can. You're breathing right now." I moved so I could look at her directly. "Maya, look at me. Just focus on me."She tried, but her eyes kept darting around, and her breathing was getting worse, not better."Okay, we're going to breathe together," I said. "In through your nose, out through your mouth. Ready?"I took a deep breath, exaggerating the motion so she could see it. "In."Maya tried to copy me, but the breath came out a

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   Fiona's Last Words

    TroyDear Troy,When had Fiona written a note to me? Before all this, we weren't close. Not in the slightest. We'd barely known each other existed before that night at the club. So this had to have been written here, in my apartment. That night.The thought struck me.Had Fiona overdosed while I was sleeping? While I was supposed to be keeping watch over her? I tried to picture it. At some point during the night, she must have woken up. Maybe looked over at me passed out in the chair. Maybe watched my face for a while, then found some paper and started writing.A note that started with "Dear Troy."I laughed. Actually laughed out loud, which probably made me look completely insane."Troy?" Olivia was staring at me, concern written all over her face. "What does it say?""Fiona wrote her final words to me," I said, still half-laughing. "Not to her parents. Not to Maya. To me."The irony was too much. This girl I'd barely known had chosen me to receive her last thoughts. Me, the guy who'

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